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Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed. Put on that new dress—the one that's all white. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. "Will you plead?" demanded Wild, harshly. “I had a visit from Sir John in my rooms,” she said. “I don’t see, Mollie,” he remarked, taking a cigar from the box on the table as his sister and daughter rose, “why you and Vee shouldn’t discuss this little affair —whatever it is—without bothering me. Across the blackboard the colored chalks flew like flights of variously tinted rockets as diagram after diagram flickered into being. “That’s a weird name. The barmaids had too strongly appealed to his sense of novelty.
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